Wild Western Woman

Well, so be it.
Here I am. online again... FINALLY.
She loves me.
Soon, I will seek comfort in words.

oops.

Well. It has been awhile...
New year. And then some- new city. Same as the old.
I wonder- wonder wonder, if I can say what it is I need to say..
I wonder if I need to at all.
Until.

A less "intense" approach

Well.Should I toss the last shred morsel of pride I’ve to my name; call, or just close up shop. And bid ye farewell..

Why can't I find my instruction manual!

hypothetically..

Today I hate you..
Hate that I love you,
At all.
Today I hate that I am naïve.
Stupid.
For having believed you.
Having listened to you say..

Those two sick words
Trust me.
Lie #1

Lie #2
I am not like the others.

How stupid.
I wonder right now, if this was your way to prove just how young I am.

It has proved just how single you have been.
Have you played like this your whole life?
Or saved it for me?
Special like.
Today I hate you.
and your silent disrespect.

23 - Above all else, guard your heart, for it affects everything you do.

Sold - To the older gentleman, with keen interest in my painting.
Mine.
Thank you.

Sometimes being noticed- is musing enough.
***
Emergency!
She need’s I.D. that would be 6 years past.
A death is approaching.
A woman to admire.
She made it all look so simple.
And never failed to understand.
Else try.
The count down started.
And still no ID.
***
Stumbling nervously.
Having never considered this side of things.
Misunderstood.
Words tangled on the tip of my tongue tugging loose
Erratically.
***
I have not what it takes
To hurt you,
this way.
For if it was I- a coward would not have been allowed

In hindsight.
Of course.

Simply eccentric-
My only defence.
I beg from you pardons-
For I meant nothing of the sort.
Believe me-
Please.
.

One drop of inspiration to contribute to ...

Well.
Rain washes all away, less the buttered paws of ones loves.
Today in a foggy bliss I am recognizing pain, and love, and relaxation, dead lines, and responsibility.

What shall i do.. what shall I do.

You see a friend of mine is hosting an event.

The event.

I am so proud of her.
And I wish to contribute.
The event:
ONE DROP OF WATER,
put on by:
RADIANT FACE PRODUCTIONS.

will be held on May 27th, 2006,
at the Varley Art Gallery on Main street in
Unionville.

I wish to contribute more than just an appearance.
I wish to paint.

But alias…
Like many
I still have a logical realistic amount of time in which to procrastinate.
Damn.
What to do.
Staring at blank canvas.
Perhaps ill toss some paint at it to stimulate the minds…
Meh, until then..
If you are interested you can see
http://www.stephenlewisfoundation.org/
news_event_item.cfm?event=920&year=2006&month=5
(It wont allow me to make a link so cut and paste it...)
To learn more about the Steven Lewis foundation, or email me about info regarding tickets.

Peace.

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